RP: Home
Date: 5 August, 1998
Characters: Greg Goyle, Draco Malfoy, Michael Corner?
Location: Number 44 South Vinewood Avenue
Status: Semi - Private (ping if you'd like to figure a way to drop in on them)
Summary: Greg and Draco arrive in their house and find out with whom they'll be sharing it.
Completion: Incomplete
Greg wished he'd had time to drop by the house before move-in day. All he had were his school bag and a large pack containing the few clothes he owned -- it was depressing really, to realise just how little he'd needed to pack. But what if he needed something else?
He shifted his pack and crossed Hornbeam Court, checking the map. His place should be right ahead, number 44. It was still reasonably early, about mid-morning, and he wondered if the others would be there yet. Draco very well might, he was living right in Hogsmeade already. Greg didn't know who their other roommate lived or even who he was. Or she, he mused -- and wouldn't that be weird?
From Hornbeam, there hadn't been much of a walk at all before he was at number 44, and he fished into his pocket for the key that had been sent to him once he'd signed the lease. The key to his place, to his freedom and independence. He'd never had one before. This was, if he thought about it, probably a much more momentous occasion than he was treating it.
He walked to the door and put the key into the lock. He couldn't tell from out here in the broad daylight if anyone was there yet. Cautiously, he opened the door and walked into the sitting room, dropping his pack on the floor.
Characters: Greg Goyle, Draco Malfoy, Michael Corner?
Location: Number 44 South Vinewood Avenue
Status: Semi - Private (ping if you'd like to figure a way to drop in on them)
Summary: Greg and Draco arrive in their house and find out with whom they'll be sharing it.
Completion: Incomplete
Greg wished he'd had time to drop by the house before move-in day. All he had were his school bag and a large pack containing the few clothes he owned -- it was depressing really, to realise just how little he'd needed to pack. But what if he needed something else?
He shifted his pack and crossed Hornbeam Court, checking the map. His place should be right ahead, number 44. It was still reasonably early, about mid-morning, and he wondered if the others would be there yet. Draco very well might, he was living right in Hogsmeade already. Greg didn't know who their other roommate lived or even who he was. Or she, he mused -- and wouldn't that be weird?
From Hornbeam, there hadn't been much of a walk at all before he was at number 44, and he fished into his pocket for the key that had been sent to him once he'd signed the lease. The key to his place, to his freedom and independence. He'd never had one before. This was, if he thought about it, probably a much more momentous occasion than he was treating it.
He walked to the door and put the key into the lock. He couldn't tell from out here in the broad daylight if anyone was there yet. Cautiously, he opened the door and walked into the sitting room, dropping his pack on the floor.